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And then he’s pushing into me, his hips surging forwards with a newfound determination.
I let out a cry, my lips parting against his. “Dean.” My hoarse throat burns as I try to beg him for more.
More. I needmore.
His hips pound at a forceful but steady rhythm, and he moves us back under the spray. The hot water beads off my breasts, massaging the tender skin. I moan, my nipples instantly pebbling as the water bounces off them. The sensation burns in my core as I feel my pleasure rising.
It comes with urgency. Hot flames licking me from the inside. I squeeze my legs tighter, feeling the full effects of him. His thick length, his heavy eyes, his strong hands. They control me, bringing my body to life.
Pulling me further onto him, Dean watches me intently, his eyes roaming over every inch of my body. Then with a grunt, his head tilts back. “I’m going to come so fucking hard, Mads.”
My nerves tingle. The hairs on my arms vibrate as my orgasm rises.
Dean moves my hips, rubbing the soft spot inside me. Taking one of my nipples in his mouth, he licks the bud, then his eyes find mine as he bites down.
My whole body shakes. I let go, keeping heavy eyes on him as I come, my orgasm tearing through me.
Dean joins me, his hips piston pace to his release. When he lets go, he buries his head into my shoulder, one arm encasingaround my head, his fingers twining in my hair. He holds me tight, emptying himself, breathing heavy.
When he’s done, he lazily reaches for the shampoo as our breathing settles. “Hands.” He kisses my neck before I hold my hand out, and he squirts some into my palm. He places the shampoo bottle back as I begin massaging his scalp, washing his hair as he watches me. There are so many questions I want to ask him, but I don’t want this moment to be ruined.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
My hands stop. I pause, desperately trying to think of anything to say. “We need baby stuff.” I start moving my fingers to distract myself.
“What have you got already?”
Again my fingers stop. “Nothing. I couldn’t face it without you.” My reply is honest and heavy. He knows how much I’ve needed him with me.
“I’ll take you shopping.”
My eyes drill to his. Given he’s only just got back, I hadn’t considered normal things taking place anytime soon. I can’t stop my smile. The beaming look he gives me lifts my spirits. I kiss him, not once taking my eyes off his. My fingers then continue with their job as I pull my lips away. “Rinse,” I tell him.
Still inside me, he turns holding his head back under the water.
I brush my fingers over his longer hair, making sure all of the suds are out.
“Your turn.” He lifts me, guiding my feet to the floor.
I turn, tilting my hair back, allowing the water to soak me.
His fingers are gentle as he massages my skin, taking his time with his task. I close my eyes, relishing the sensation.
Once he’s finished he washes my body, lathering my skin, his gentle hands gliding all over me. He pays extra attention to my bump, carefully bending and reaching the parts of my body Ican no longer get to.
When it’s my turn to wash his body, I don’t ask about the new scars decorating his perfect skin. He knows I want to. I can feel his eyes on me as fresh tears cloud my vision. What happened inside?
“Come on,” he says interrupting my thoughts, knowing exactly what’s racing through my mind. He knocks off the water, then reaches for a towel, handing it to me.
I accept stepping out, only to hear the front door close from downstairs. “Shit,” I half whisper, half shout.
“Who’s that?” Dean asks.
“Lauren. I don’t want her to see you. Not yet.”
“Where’s she been?” He wraps his towel around his waist, then runs his hands through his hair, brushing it off his face.
“She stayed with a friend last night, after…” I don’t finish my sentence.
